Frost Fall 16, late afternoon, First Era Year 1 Days Passed: 416
Lady Saga is in Skingrad, and is about to delve into Cursed Mine. She walks to her horse first, which is where all her travel gear is stored. She changes out of her town clothes. She then selects a dark shirt, gauntlets which allow her to detect life up to 65 feet away, ranger-styled greaves, and Elven boots which improve her ability to sneak.
All of that sorted, she then selects her bow. She's got about a dozen bows stored on her horse's back nowadays, as well as two crossbows, and one slingshot. Today, she's specifically looking at the bows. Hmm. She can choose a black bow. Or a silver bow. Or a bow made of finely-crafted iron, or one made of Dwemer metal, and so on.
She selects her bow made of ebony, which she had found some months ago, but cannot remember where. Yeah, this is just the thing to penetrate the light armor of Cursed Mine's bandits! ... She also brings along most of the potions and poisons she's just made. Recently she's gotten good enough at alchemy that she's been able to discern three effects with each ingredient, rather than two.
Ready she is, and off she goes, as the sun begins to set to the west. To her left and right, winery workers end their daily shifts. On the road before her, a couple of sheep follow Uuras the Shepherd. These are the townsfolk who will benefit the most of Aerin's coming actions.
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Early Evening"Greetings Khajiit," says the Breton wearing a robe.
"What's going on with youuu?"
"I'm not saying Colovians are dumb," says the red-haired Breton. "They're just hard-headed."
"Go away fool. Do not come back!"
As the pair of Cursed Mine bandits begins to argue, a shadowy figure creeps up from a nearby passage. The figure does something with her hands, and the sound of an arrow stretching bowstring can clearly be heard.
"Fine, be that way!" says the Breton.
"I need to cut down on de ale," says the Khajiit, his ears perking up. "Starting to hear things, I am."
It's the last thing he says in a conversational way. Two second later, he feels something slam within his side. As the unmistakable feel of poison begins to swirl within his veins, he falls to the ground. Tries to get up. By then, most of his health is gone.
"You elves are all the same, all flash, and no fury!" the second bandit declares, somehow able to see that the shadowy figure is an elf. She raises her bow, and tries to aim into darkness. But all she can see is something coming toward her. Something
big. "ROOAOW!" it says.
It's a bear. A
bear has suddenly appeared, out of nowhere. That's when the Breton bandit knows, it is Lady Saga who has snuck within their domain. The lady notices her furry partner has not began his assault It's because he is already dead. "Come at me, you pathetic worm!" she screams.
And those are the last words she'll ever scream. As the bear begins pummeling her and a hoarde of rats begin to surround, she fires her last arrow into the darkness. But the elf who'd been there is already gone.